No One Is Special

If you

16585600331_aee67eed1a_oI thought today I would share a little about myself. This is a sliver of the intro to the Ebook I’m  writing and it’s very personal. Truth: I’m a little uncomfortable sharing it but I’m still sharing it. Why am I sharing it then? 

I hear others say “Go with your gut feeling”  quite a bit and most of the time that’s shitty advice. If went with my gut feeling I would do nothing, go now where and be nothing.


I don’t have the right to tell you what to do. If you want, follow your gut, but for me? I’m going to do the complete opposite.



I say don’t go with your gut feeling. Do what scares you. Find what you’re afraid of and punch it in the face!

Excerpt from my ebook

A little about me.

Two years ago I was homeless. I was sleeping in a friends basement. It was a pretty low time in my life.
 I considered killing myself.
 One day I drive up into the mountains, parked my car and walked over to the edge of a cliff.   

 tumblr_ntqu8fclRi1sqjuy6o4_1280I didn’t feel I had much to live for and somewhere years ago I’d lost the fear of dying so I walked over and looked down.
  The drop was at least 200 feet. I put one foot out started the process of ending my life.  One more step and it would be over.


 I had a thought.  It was my three children. I saw their future selves. I saw my daughter Laurelei at her wedding and I wasn’t there to give her away. I saw my son Riley at his graduation and I saw his wonderful smile, but I wasn’t there. I saw my son Jasper getting in a fight and needing someone to clean his cut and it wasn’t me. I was gone. I was dead.

I stepped back and fell down on the rock. I cried. What the fuck had happened to me?  I’d lost hope. I’d lost everything. How did I get to suck a low place?
That was the moment when things started to change.
I made a decision. Full accountability. Higher standards. I would make my life worth living again.

missoula-photo-school copy 2More than anything  I would be there for those things. Maybe I would be late, but I would be there.

 My children are my reason for everything I do. 


I’ve had my fair share of struggles. I point out later that even thought I’ve had struggles they don’t stop me from reaching my goals.

One thing  I realized just in the last year is I am not special. I am a normal person. I am just like you. I have problems and I deal with them.

Some people like to share their problems.  I think they probably enjoy the attention.  I don’t. If you took everyone in the entire world who have faced major problems and put them into one room everyone one in the world would be in that room.

funny-logic-4I don’t want attention but in a world where attention means success? What do you do? I am still figuring out this fucked up paradox. I wonder if there is even an answer.

Do you know the answer?  If you do let’s talk.



On a lighter note! Haha!

 I’m throwing a photo walk!

Photo walk Meet up: March 12th at 10am

Location: City Creek Center at the Sky bridge

Bring your camera!


I have two workshops that you can join right now! The Intimate Portrait Workshop or The Basic Workshop for beginners.

Now is a great time to message me about enrolling in one of the workshops that I’m teaching.

In the Middle of April they will cost more!

Hey! Thank you for taking the time to read my blog.  Visit my IG to see more of my work. I also sell art on Artfinder.


Ikon Republik- I am a photographer based in Salt Lake City Utah.

I am the founder of VEGA Magazine. I like to write. I like to play guitar. Most of the time my life is pretty awesome. I offer photo sessions and I teach personal photography lessons. just in case you missed it before. 

Please give me about 1 day to respond.🙂(I currently check my email once a day!)


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